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When witches go riding, and black cats are seen, the moon laughs and whispers, ‘tis near Halloween.
The moon has awoken with the sleep of the sun, the light has been broken; the spell has begun.
When witches go riding, and black cats are seen, the moon laughs and whispers, ‘tis near Halloween.
The moon has awoken with the sleep of the sun, the light has been broken; the spell has begun.